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Wilhelm Kellar made an inarticulate sound.
“Perhaps it disturbeth Brother Kellar to hear thee speak of the wicked
world which he left long ago,” said Gerson Brandt. “Like thee, he hath
seen it all; he hath wandered over land and sea.”
“Knowing the world, my father hath kept me safe from it.” Walda had
drawn the stool first occupied by Everett close to the head of the
lounge, and, sitting near to the sick man, she clasped one of his hands.
“Thou knowest, dear, that I have put away from me all vain longings to
know aught of life outside of Zanah.”
Wilhelm Kellar closed his eyes with a look of contentment.
“Didst thou mean me to understand that thou art that abomination of the
Lord, an idle and slothful man?” he asked Everett, after a moment of
reflection.
“I confess that I have not done half my duty,” said Everett, humbly;
“but I have spent many years in study; I have dipped into science.”
“Science? Zanah hath naught to do with science,” said Gerson Brandt.
“Science would reveal the mysteries of nature that the Lord hath hidden
from his people.”
“Don’t you think that the man who inquires just how the tiny body of
Piepmatz has had its origin in the egg, how the bones and muscles that
form the wing give him the power of flight, and how his mite of a brain
is made to be the home of at least a fragment of intelligence has a
wider conception of the omnipotence of God than he who knows nothing of
what you call the secrets of nature?” asked Everett.
“I would not place my judgment against the judgment of Zanah,” said
Gerson Brandt. “And yet when I was a boy I learned about the growth of a
flower, and my soul was quickened with a new impulse towards worship.”
“They tell me there is a magic force called electricity that is now
performing what would once have been called miracles,” said Walda.
It seemed incredible to Everett that, notwithstanding all the barriers
placed between Zanah and the outside world, it could be possible so
completely to shut out all that was modern.
“Yes; electricity propels cars; it gives men the power to talk when they
are hundreds of miles apart; it sends words across the continent,
literally, with lightning rapidity. You know the latest achievement of
science is the discovery of the x-ray, by which it is possible to look
through a man’s body so that the bones are visible.”
“How strange it all is!” exclaimed Walda, who was still stroking her
father’s hand.
“The wisdom of the world is so great that no one man can understand more
than the smallest fragment of it,” averred Gerson Brandt.
Walda was lost in thought for another moment or two.
“Thou makest it clear to me that we people of Zanah must seem strange,
indeed, to thee.” She spoke slowly. “According to thy standard, I, who
am thought wise enough to be chosen prophetess of the colony, must be
ignorant and childish. Out in the world they would jeer at me, would
they not?”
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